If you lack the power, stay hidden.
If you have the power, stay hidden—and strike when it counts.
Ultimately, Bell still couldn’t accept those kinds of unsatisfying endings.
Compared to Sanjouno Haruhi’s situation, the fact that Ishtar might target him due to her enmity with Freya gave Bell more than enough reason to take her out early.
But the mbers of Loki Familia looked stunned by what he had just said—especially Loki herself.
"I wanted you to say sothing useful, not drop a bomb like that!"
Loki was absolutely losing it now.
She had expected him to admit it plainly, but she hadn’t expected him to bring up sothing as explosive as "godslaying."
Bell, however, didn’t seem the least bit concerned about what he’d said.
"Isn’t that what you wanted to say, Loki-sama?"
"And of course, I didn’t act just for so girl I have no connection to. Ishtar-sama was a thorn in my side—so much so that I had no choice but to pull it out."
Loki frowned. Sothing about that phrasing felt... off.
"You have a grudge against Ishtar?"
"Of course not. I’ve always stayed in my Familia or trained in the Dungeon. How would I have anything to do with Ishtar-sama?"
"Then why the hell do you have such intense killing intent toward that b—uh, that woman?"
Not that she herself liked Ishtar either. That goddess was the textbook definition of a harlot—so notorious even among the gods that most goddesses couldn’t stand her.
But still, why did this kid hate her so much?
To Bell, it wasn’t anything he needed to hide—after all, Ishtar had already been sent back to Tenkai by Loki.
"For one, she was tied to the Evilus."
"And second... her antagonism toward Freya-sama."
"Wait, wait! Don’t tell you’ve got feelings for that lustful goddess Freya!?"
Loki’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected Bell’s reason for targeting Ishtar to be linked to Freya. Things were starting to get way too tangled.
"Haven’t you always been avoiding Freya?"
Bell was beyond exasperated by Loki’s constant interruptions—especially since she already knew he had been doing his best to avoid Freya, and yet still tried to twist his words.
"So why, exactly, would soone going out of their way to avoid Freya be interested in her?"
"Didn’t you say sothing like that yourself?"
"...What I’m saying is, Ishtar and Freya are bitter enemies. If soone—like —catches Freya’s attention, and Ishtar finds out about it, things could get very ssy for ."
The mont he said that, Loki couldn’t help but start drawing her own conclusions in her head.
’That bitch would absolutely do it.’
If it ant causing trouble for Freya, Ishtar would jump at the chance.
So, if she ever found out Freya was interested in so boy, she’d probably go after him—just to ss with her.
"That’s why, to prevent that kind of situation, I decided to eliminate Ishtar-sama as early as possible."
Loki gave Bell a strange look as he said that.
His face showed no hint of emotion, like god-slaying was no big deal.
To this kid, gods clearly weren’t beings to be revered.
"Then why don’t you just kill Freya?"
Bell turned to Loki with a look that said, Are you stupid?
"Do you know the difference between a whore and a nymphomaniac?"
"One’s used by everyone. The other is driven by desire."
Loki sumd up the difference between Ishtar and Freya in just two words.
Accurate!
If the timing had been better, Bell might’ve actually given her a thumbs-up.
"So, do you hate a god who sleeps around, or a god consud by desire?"
Loki had no hesitation.
"Obviously the whore."
"Then please, don’t ask questions you already know the answer to."
In short, it was about instincts.
More specifically, the vibe they gave off.
Ishtar gave Bell the impression of a full-on public use lunatic—a woman who embodied unrestrained lust.
As for Freya, it wasn’t just desire—it was obsession mixed with overwhelming possessiveness.
He didn’t know exactly what Freya was chasing, but compared to Ishtar, she felt... at least sowhat normal.
The truly absurd part, to Bell, was that despite Ishtar embodying lust in its rawest form, she didn’t even carry the "Poison of Lust."
Which made him wonder—did even the Seven Deadly Sins find her disgusting?
That conclusion might sound like an insult to the gods—but honestly, it wasn’t his judgnt. It was the abstract concepts themselves casting judgnt.
Bell shook his head.
He realized he’d talked way too much today.
"Sorry. I got carried away."
Without another word, he vanished on the spot.
Yeah, he really wasn’t good at social interaction.
Socializing was definitely his biggest flaw.
Even after he left the Loki Familia office, he could still hear Loki shouting from a distance.
"I wasn’t finished talking yet!"
Of course Bell knew Loki still had more to say—but he’d said enough for one day. Even if there was more, it wasn’t the ti to keep going.
...
"Tch. That kid really bailed at the worst possible mont."
Despite having just uncovered so juicy information, Loki was sure of one thing, judging by how fast that kid fled—she’d just dug up sothing huge.
"Seriously! He drops ’god-slaying’ into the conversation like it’s nothing, then acts like he doesn’t care?"
"If he really didn’t care, he wouldn’t have used ."
Loki still felt bitter about that kid. Especially the way he pretended not to care and ended up making Haruhi cry. It really ruined her mood.
Of course, Haruhi herself didn’t seem as utterly shattered as before.
"I... I... I..."
Her mind was a complete ss.
It was all too much.
She hadn’t known he arranged for her to join the Loki Familia just to protect her.
She hadn’t known he’d been ready to kill a god—for her.
It was just too overwhelming for soone like Haruhi, who lacked ntal resilience.
In the end, with a soft "Mmm~", Haruhi fainted completely.
Aisha, fully prepared for this outco, caught her in her arms.
Looking down at Haruhi’s flushed face, the sight was all too familiar to Aisha.
"She always passes out with that blissful look on her face."
"This idiot... does she even realize who her opponent is?"
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